PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

With a sense of self-worth

I mowed down the weeds

And unscooped dog shit

Posing as a lawn



I stopped for a second

To admire the beauty

Of the technicoloured flies

Fighting for maternal residence

Amongst the decaying turds



Crickets and roaches

Fleeing desperately

As the ruthless blades

Hover overhead



I watch them crawl

Knowing I won’t stop

If they are still around

On the next lap

Of my inward spiral



It’s a sunny day in Scumshine!



I wipe the sweat from my brow

And triumphantly observe

How much greener

The ground now looks



I inflate a flat tyre

So I can push my car wreck

Into the new void of the garage

And to appease the agent

Of aesthetic disputes



Yes it’s been a productive day

Full of rewarding labour

And pretty images

Another scummy day in Sunshine!